Gaasuja

Become a prophet? Recruiting the most outstanding individuals to eradicate demons? Leading the holy army in the extermination of evils?

Or you can choose to become the demon lord instead. Create your own subordinates, even shape them according to your wishes. You can also build a dreaded kingdom of darkness and make an army of chaos.

You have to pick one of those options in the VR game "Mistrea: A Fantasy Management Sim Game of Light and Dark."

The second choice appeals to Ethan Alexander more. To be a good citizen in the real world, he had to follow the rules; why would he do so in a fantasy realm?

Thus, in the world of magic and fantastic creatures, he was reborn as Vorn, the demon lord. But that doesn't mean he'll launch campaigns of heinous human slaughter right away.

It would be no fun for him to rule over a ruined world. That means that those who worship him will be scarce. He wanted to be adored, hailed and regarded as equal to God by many people.

He will keep using methods that are not constrained by any rules. The evil way, but not always violent, and more fun.
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This story will have some steamy scenes, but those are not the main focus.

Main protagonist's women won't get cucked by others.

No yuri.

I consider this novel a multiple protagonist story. So, there will be POV switches.

There will be some dark jokes, so don't be surprised.

For some character artworks visit my server: https://discord.gg/ABZFh6cBPM

Demon Lord Management Sim Game

"I'm feeling a huge fluctuation in magical energy, lady Emily!" Nate's voice came from the dashboard again. "What the hell are you doing!?"


"Shut up, Nate!" The supreme undead cursed. "I'm concentrating, and just see the results later!!!"


Emily was still moving her mecha to block her enemy's attacks, and many times she almost fell.


Meanwhile, the corpses that joined together stuck to each other more condensed, becoming more solid.


The monster threw the umpteenth fist, and the mecha rolled over, picking up the combined corpses that were now in the form of swords. The first target that Emily attacked was her opponent's knee.


Instantly the monster lost its balance. Emily did not waste the opportunity. She moved her mecha to continue slashing at the enemy without stopping.


"Hold on a little longer." The supreme undead growled. Her hands were getting tighter, and her pain was getting crazier. She felt that those hands might explode at any moment. "Arrrrghhhh!!!"


223 – Hypocrites